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Hurricane Hone's Gentle Embrace
In the whisper of winds, a soft symphony plays, Hone's gentle caress through the tempest's bold gaze. Raindrops dance lightly, a rhythm so sweet, Flowers awaken in the storms' vibrant beat. Majesty flows with the clouds overhead, Nature's embrace where no fears dare tread. A canvas reborn in the wash of the rain, Big Island breathes deeply, refreshed by its gain.
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